Lyrics:
rich but fuck that
How we gonna get around your bus pass
Fo' I put this pussy on your mustache
Can you afford me, my niggaz breadwinners, never corny
All that arrogance and pride, I
Dead 'em and fo'get 'em, i'm a saint
Yeah, they tell me sugarcoat it
Dumb it down but I can't
Might as well deny
me time stalking my pray for the kill
And I'm fo'sho gone kill, it's bout them rubber bands
Them Jackson's, them Benji's, and seeing Grants
I took
my fit whiter than snow
Wildn on these niggas nine tail Naruto
You a snake, call you Kabuto
Pull up skrt
Flexin ya fo sho
And I'll never switch
happen behind the door
I like it fast or slow, a freaky chick fo sho
Street life is all I know, hustlin' and stackin' dough
I feel to keep it gangsta,
this bitch
It's time for me to uh, regulate
Fo' sho', hey
Observe
And you ain't goin' back
Nah, nah, nah, we got to show these motherfuckers what's
he was back fo'sho
And y'all job-shamed dude from the Cosby show (why?)
And Cardi and Nicki, y'all need to quit
How the hell you throw a shoe in
of a mobster
See a n**** pa** by
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya
Got glocks for sale, red dots for sale
Anything that you need, believe me, I'm
Closer no wan distance
Dont turn me to nuisance
When you walk by i dey see signs
Kilode what ya do to me
Omogee better ya don't sleep on me
That shit is
it's a reject (fake ass watch)
Steppin' on mufuckas necks (yeah), rappin' with no regrets (uh)
I'm a diamond and shinin' fo sho, fuck round get left
gold
Fo sho like my money, DJ Durel, fuck 12
Here they come, two feet I bail
Never got caught, never was snitch
Had a lotta bricks kick doors and hit
the Redeye
Shawty dreamt it even though he a dead guy
This is the sound
Swerved past the block in that new Redeye
I parked the Maybach by the park
Then I
that was a low blow i know doe doe
Take a photo oh
I'm 'bout to roll up and pop to his fo' do
Oh no, he's probably gonna go and PC again
And talk
good brain, lockjaw
Might hit that AK, southpaw
It's gon' check his temp' like Sean Paul
These niggas be cops like Paul Blart
Good gas, got deals like
a couple blocks
(all that man, I need a fo, a deuce)
It started in that temp, flippin' mid's by them O-Z's
On the hill wit that shit from a custom
it fast or slow, a freaky chick fo sho
Street life is all I know, hustlin' and stackin' dough
I feel to keep it gangsta, until my cats get closed
Ohhh Ohh
Where you been yeah
Where you went
I don't even know oh
Been waiting too long
Too long thats fo'sho
Waiting on waiting on you
Waiting
on gold
White on black nike fo sho
Gang gang who cares it's all show
Skull squad boy, golisopod
Fuck your life no safety mode
I see them G, shoot em with
of your parents side by side in I.C.U (everybody lose)
Closed casket so they can't have a proper wake
Don't interfere with family business, that's how we
at the top and I ain't talking down
Man they acting like they don't know
I'm from Apple & Eagle
But the eagle will bust ya apple fo sho
So I'm gonna let it
my pockets say stop
Not 'cause they empty I'm just greedy for some mo'
I need some mo' dough I'm a P.I.M.P. fo' sho'
[Chorus]
Well its
my focus, so
Go back to that chump that played the role before
Love is like a cancer when you don't let go; I'ma blow fo sho
Unnecessary weight
Money is an issue, and that's on the fa' shizzle my nizzle
Ya block warm, then I come by with the fizzle
And make fa' sho' I get to work mines, for part
cause she still God's baby
She the Church
Before you dis her get to know her
Jesus got a thing fo her and died just to show her
She the Church
She
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